I took the cloth that the lost boys brought me and dipped it in the water. I lifted Tinkerbell in my hands and moved her slightly away from Peter. She looked up at me with sorrow and slight spite as to ask for the reasoning for my actions. "I don't want to get you or your wings wet because it could keep you from flying." I explained as I dabbed the cloth along Peter's arms, chest and finally let it rest of his forehead, not before I placed my hand on it though. "You have a fever, this is worse then I thought." He groaned and all the lost boys quivered and whined. "Can you walk?" I asked gently. He hissed in pain but nodded. I helped him get to his feet and he put his arm around my back for support. Once we got out of the hideout I turned to the lost boys. "Do any of you know how to get to the Indians?" I asked with slight worry hidden in my tone. They shook their heads. "We would usually get caught by 'em or save Tiger Lilly." The bear replied. I gave an obvious sigh of frustration but a sudden light in front of my face made my spirits lift. It was Tinkerbell. I know the way to the Indians! A small voice in my mind cried out. Wait, what? Tinkerbell? Is that you? I asked back mentally, I thought this was kinda weird. Wait, you can hear me? The tiny voice asked with confusion. Well yes I can. Is this how you and Peter communicate? Tinkerbell laughed and she shook her head. Oh no. No it isn't. He can hear me though. But I've never been able to talk to someone like this! It must be because you're from the other world. I shrugged and gave a sigh. I don't know, but we better find a way to get Peter to the Indians. You said you knew the way? She nodded with a smile. I sure do! Follow me! I looked over at Peter who seemed to be hanging on by a thread as he held on to me for support. "Don't worry Peter, we will get you help soon."